Today is my 9-year old USA birthday. On this very day, in 2005, I left "home" and re-entered the States. I can't believe it's been that long. The memories of the last night in Ouaga and the first night in the States are still so vivid. I was grieved, angry, sad, mournful, overwhelmed and yet was excited to see family I had not seen for four years, go to a mall, eat some American cereal, etc. Every year, this anniversary is different. One year I celebrated with American food, some years I go back and read through my journal entry from that day, most years I cry. The emotion is not explainable, but it's there. For that I'm thankful. One of my greatest fears is the day when June 27 (the day I left) and June 28 (the day I arrived) is no longer remembered. That is when the feeling of betrayal sets in.
I was reading through a couple of psalms this morning and the LORD was good to gently remind me of His perfect sovereignty and that He deserves all praise and worship.
"For great is his steadfast love toward us,
and the faithfulness of the LORD endures forever.
Praise the LORD!"
-- Psalm 117:2--
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